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I heard Sato say that the militias of European origin are more terrifying, and I thought that these militias were better armed, and I hurriedly asked, "The militias of European origin have more heavy weapons?" ”

Sato said, "That's not the case. From what I observe, the militias of European origin should not have as many weapons as the Mexicans. But they are more cunning and more cruel. At first, they claimed to be there to fight the Mexicans, and most of the Beverly Hills tycoons were of European origin, so they had a natural affinity for the European militia, and their guards also participated in the attack when the European militia attacked the Mexicans. But after the Mexicans were expelled, many militias suddenly turned their guns on those who were helping them and kidnapped the tycoons. ”

Oh, that's a bit of a surprise. Sato continued: "It's not like two incidents like this. Most of the Beverly Hills tycoons had guards, but most of them were small in number, and they didn't have enough ammunition to deal with the long battle. Their properties were attacked first by the Mexicans, then by the militias, and basically destroyed. Some of the people who escaped escaped ran to us for refuge and told us a similar story. ”

At this point, he paused and continued: "Actually, those militiamen asked us to help them attack the Mexicans when they passed by Miss Angelia's villa, but we Japanese are being discriminated against, so we didn't go out so we didn't fall into the trap. ”

I sneezed and asked Sato, "So the militia of European origin has taken control of all of Beverley?" ”

Sato said, "I didn't have it when I left there. The Mexicans and militias each occupied some places, and some of them were guarded by their own residences. ”

"That is, it is impossible to determine which place was occupied by which group?" I scratched my head.

Sato owes a debt: "I'm sorry, that's the case. ”

Now it's troublesome, we can't be sure who controls the area we are going to pass through, we can't determine the countermeasures, we can only improvise. Fortunately, it was raining a lot, so maybe we could sneak in and get people out.

After nearly two hours of driving, we finally saw the sign on Sidani Avenue that said "Beverly Hills", and the traces of the battle could already be seen on the road. As we approached Beverly Hills, there were more and more wrecked vehicles and corpses strewn across the road, making it impossible for us to speed up at all, and sometimes we had to open the broken roofs of the cars that stood in the way to get through.

We had just crashed into an RV when two people suddenly emerged from the bus on the side of the road in front of us. The two men got out of the car and immediately hid behind the broken car and pointed their guns at us, and one of them shouted, "Who are you?" ”

It's Spanish! I winked at Marjola and told him, "Keep impersonating the Jackal Brigade." "Then I used the intercom to tell the convoy behind me to stop. Marjora immediately opened the window slightly and shouted back in Spanish.

The person on the other side asked and answered with Marjora in Spanish, and Marjora looked at me: "They asked who our commander was?" ”

But how could I possibly know the name of the commander of the Jackal Brigade? Suddenly I remembered that Hanks seemed to have mentioned that the messenger sent by Carlos seemed to be called Cardoso, and I said to Marjora with the attitude of giving it a try: "Cardoso." Tell them we're Cardoso's men. ”

Marjora immediately called out, and the vigilance on the other side was noticeably lowered, and Marjora spoke to them again, and then said to me: "These people say that they are also from the Jackal Brigade, but they are going to leave after dawn. Now they allowed us to come over and said we could find a random house to rest. They also said that the rest of the houses were difficult to conquer and that there were militias of European origin nearby, so we should be careful. ”

I said, "Let's talk to him again and see if I can get some of the situation." ”

Marjora drove slowly over and chatted in Spanish with the two men behind the broken car. I used the intercom to tell the convoy behind to pass quickly and not to be noticed by the Mexicans.

After the convoy had passed, Marjora said goodbye to the two Mexicans and caught up with the convoy, reporting to me: "These are all from the Jackal Brigade, and they have been sent here from the very beginning of the rebellion. Their task is to arrest the rich according to the list and send them to the designated place. But then they heard the broadcast that Carlos was blown up, and since then they are robbing money for themselves. Unexpectedly, many militiamen attacked them later, and their commander thought that there was not much oil and water here, so he took advantage of the rain to gather his subordinates and prepare to run away. So now the Beverly Hills area is predominantly European militia. ”

I asked, "Did he say that there is no unified command of the militias of European origin?" ”

"They didn't mention it," Marjora said. ”

Mexicans are evacuating? So can we take advantage of this situation? I used the intercom to order the convoy to stop, and then asked Sato, "Can your men break through on their own?" ”

Sato thought for a moment and understood what I meant, nodded and said, "If it's just to protect Miss Angelia to break through, there will be no problem in the case of your answer." ”

"Who else is there besides Angelia?"

"Ah, and there are some people who have fled to us for refuge. They also have bodyguards and can figure it out on their own. ”

This Japanese is really decisive. I was always soft-hearted, and I felt that since I came, I could save one more, so I asked, "How many people have fled to you for refuge?" ”

"Because Miss Angelia's villa was the strongest and the most intense in fire, the people in the nearby dwellings fled there when they saw that they could not resist. In total, there were more than fifty non-combatants and about the same number of bodyguards. ”

Well, this is a powerful force, I immediately had an idea, and I used the intercom to call the big eyes, wild boars, longbowmen, spring rolls and others to inform them of what they had learned, and then I said, "If the Mexicans have really started to evacuate, then we can do it." I wonder if that's the case? We continued to approach the target posing as the Jackal Brigade, bypassing militia territory and avoiding fighting as much as possible. After approaching the target, we looked for a place to set up a blocking position, and then sent a small number of troops to meet them to break through. ”

Big Eyes first agreed, and said, "Then let Wu Shuai and Marjora pretend to be Mexicans together." Wu Shuai's mother is Colombian and he is fluent in Spanish. "I didn't expect that there would be such a talent there in Big Eyes, so I immediately agreed.

Wild boars, they also agreed with my plan. I asked Sato again, "How far is it from your villa?" ”

"We are now about five kilometers east of the villa," Sato said. ”

I raised my wrist to see that it was just four o'clock, and the rain didn't mean to stop, so I said, "Okay, let's search forward slowly, and be careful not to shoot casually." ”

Ma Qiao pulled the car to the front of the convoy again, and let Wu Shuai, who knew Spanish, into the car as he passed through the middle of the convoy. So when they encountered the Mexican guard again, the two of them were more comfortable coping. On the way, we also met a lot of Mexicans who had been withdrawn from the west, Marjora and Wu Shuai accosted them, and found that although most of these people belonged to the Jackal Brigade, they not only did not belong to each other, but even did not know each other, no wonder we could get in so easily.

Marjora and Wu Shuai also learned an important message from questioning the Mexicans, which was that the militias attacking them did not appear to be a single faction, nor did they belong to each other, and even went overboard during the fighting. That's interesting.

Following the instructions of the Mexicans, we arrived at a huge villa that they had just evacuated. The villa, a chic three-storey building and a huge garden, has long since lost its former grandeur, with large holes blown open in the walls, corpses floating in the swimming pool, and sports cars burned to scrap metal in front of the building. We searched and confirmed that there was no one here, so we decided to use this as the place where we could store our vehicles.

Then Wild Boar and Big Eyes and I led Marjola, Powell, and Sato into a smaller villa to the west. The villa was also empty, so we went up to the attic, hoping to see from the window in the distance.

When I went upstairs, I saw a corpse lying near the stairs, and a trail of blood was running from the attic window. It appears that the man was shot in front of a window and then dragged to the stairs to be confirmed dead. And from the bloody gas, you can probably smell that he hasn't been shot for long.

Sato was more anxious, went up to the attic and went straight to the window, stretched out his head to look at the direction of the west and north, and was about to speak, I jumped over and pulled him back. In such a short time, a bullet flew past the scalps of both of us and hit the attic wall.